C461 You Still like Ling Er

The moon cast shadows as the snow on the ground began to melt, leaving everything damp. Ruan Qingge walked in her lilac-trimmed boots, the ground crunching beneath her feet. She strode confidently, hands clasped behind her back, showing no trace of girlishness.

Her eyes scanned the surroundings; the palace looked unchanged from six months ago. Ruan Qingge smirked